Chapter 792: Raise Dead: Transcendent God Zerg |
The wind element raged, drawing the law of wind as it surged toward Lin Moyu, intent on tearing him to pieces.
Any other class user, even a level 96 high-tier class user, would have been forced to retreat.
But Lin Moyu remained unmoved.
His Bone Armor shimmered, absorbing the onslaught of the law of wind.
Law art linkage activated continuously, spawning numerous Bone Prisons in an instant.
Bone Fangs and Bone Spears followed, erupting like fireworks across the air.
The wind elemental monsters were shredded into fragments.
Lin Moyu advanced through the storm without lifting a finger, letting the automated chain reactions of his bone-type law arts handle everything.
Antares had previously called him a hedgehog, and the description fit perfectly.
His spirit force drained rapidly, millions of points consumed with each surge.
Yet with his vast undead army sustaining him, the cost meant nothing.
By the time he crossed this stretch, all was calm again.
Every wind elemental monster had been annihilated.
A surge of EXP flowed into him.
In essence, EXP was soul force. However, this soul force was riddled with impurities, making it somewhat unappealing to him.
Lin Moyu controlled the Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal to refine the soul force before absorbing it.
At that moment, in a place invisible to the naked eye, a thin thread connected Lin Moyu to the Human World.
It was the power of faith from the humans.
Though he hadn’t shown himself for years, Lin Moyu had become a symbol of faith for the humans.
The younger generation, especially, revered him as an idol.
With non-Shenxia peoples long since transformed into blood slaves of the Bloodkind and sacrificed in the blood ritual, the faith they provided had vanished.
What remained was far less in quantity, yet far purer.
For Lin Moyu, this purity was more valuable.
The power of faith stabilized his soul world and subtly elevated his soul rank.
Its effects were minimal for now, but as a fundamental power of the human race, it undoubtedly held unique quality.
Even Antares, as a member of the Dragon Race, could not fully comprehend it.
Moving swiftly through the deep layer, Lin Moyu navigated not by direction, but by elemental density.
The denser the element, the more dangerous the region.
In the deep layer, elements served as the only reliable guide.
His destination was the Burial Ground of Gods, the battlefield of an ancient war where the Gods, human God-level class users, and powerful invaders had fallen.
Such a place would naturally be of a high level, with rich elemental density.
That great war had been brutal beyond imagination.
Low-tier God-level were mere cannon fodder. High-tier God-level formed the main force.
Half-step Transcendent God-level and Transcendent God-level were considered true powerhouses.
Only Transcendent God-level were capable of shattering the deep layer itself.
In the distance, two colossal mountains came into view.
They stretched across an immense region, appearing as twin peaks yet vast as entire mountain ranges.
With no clouds in the deep layer, their summits were clearly visible.
Both rose tens of thousands of meters high.
One, however, was strangely flat at the top.
Lin Moyu ascended slowly, reaching an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, and looked down.
“This flatness is unnatural.”
One peak was perfectly level, mirror-smooth.
As Lin Moyu looked closer, his expression turned serious.
This wasn’t two mountains, but one.
The neighboring mountain was the severed half.
An image surfaced in his mind: a peerless Swordsman swinging his sword and cleaving the mountain in a single strike.
The upper half had slid aside, landing nearby. Its sheer size made it seem like a separate mountain.
The cross-section alone spanned over 5,000 meters.
What kind of power could split such a mountain with one blow?
From what Lin Moyu knew of the Transcendent God realm, a Transcendent God 1st tier couldn’t achieve this. It would take at least a 5th tier or a 6th tier.
The Water God had claimed to be Transcendent God-level but never specified which tier.
In hindsight, she was unlikely to be merely Transcendent God 1st tier.
Lin Moyu landed atop the flat summit.
Even now, a lingering sword qi remained, with law embedded in the sword qi.
The law carried a sharp, piercing quality, akin to the law of metal.
That it endured after so long spoke to its overwhelming strength.
Not far ahead stood a stone stele. He had noticed it from the air and come to investigate.
Across the stele’s surface ran wildly cursive calligraphy: “I slayed a Transcendent God 3rd tier Zerg with a single strike. This stele marks the deed.”
Signed: human Sword Venerable.
Lin Moyu didn’t recognize the name, but the bold, unrestrained script revealed a free-spirited and formidable character, surely a dominant figure of that age.
He reached out and brushed the carved words.
For a moment, the ancient battlefield seemed to unfold before him: Dreadbeasts and Zerg invading, clashing with the Gods and the humans in a war.
Back then, powerhouses were countless. Though caught in a great plot, they stabilized the situation.
In the end, the world will awakened, unleashing a surge of power that forged many new geniuses.
With Antares’ secret aid, they finally secured victory.
But the cost was devastating. Many experts fell; the Gods were slain or forced into slumber.
Even the world will went dormant, and the world’s power was nearly exhausted.
This collapse created the historical gap among class users, leading to the present weakness of the human race.
In the aftermath, the Abyss Demons, the Dragonkind, and the Bloodkind arrived, hoping to take advantage of the situation.
They failed to realize that as long as Antares remained, the world could not be taken. He stood as its final guardian.
Aside from Lin Moyu, few knew this truth, and the same was true for the world beyond.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t keep stirring up trouble.
As for why Antares chose to stay, it remained a mystery. He never spoke of it.
Leaving the stele behind, Lin Moyu flew onward.
As he passed the mountain, a massive corpse came into view.
It stretched over a thousand meters, split cleanly in two.
Aside from that single cut, its body was untouched.
“This must be a Transcendent God 3rd tier Zerg slain by the Sword Venerable.”
“Even after a thousand years, the corpse hasn’t decayed. It still radiates a terrifying aura.
“Transcendent God… truly formidable.”
Lin Moyu deduced that with a single strike, Sword Venerable had cleaved through the mountain peak and the Zerg powerhouse hidden behind it.
The sword qi split it in two, obliterating its life force in an instant.
Just as Lin Moyu was about to leave, he suddenly paused.
His gaze flickered as he raised a finger toward the Zerg corpse.
Law art: Raise Dead!
As the law art activated, he sensed the law of undeath within it.
This was the life aspect of the law of undeath, carrying a strange, hidden life force.
It was not ordinary life force, but the faint spark of life concealed within death.
With a soft sound, the thousand-year-dead Transcendent God Zerg began to stir. Flesh regenerated as its severed body slowly fused back together.